My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze, to laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way, to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2077 | 2023-09-07 09:47:20 | 95.63 | 98% |
| 3 | 2023-05-01 12:18:37 | 75.87 | 96% |